Finding Finley – Desires Unleashed Collection Read online Riley Hart (Finding #1)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Finding Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
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“How are you feeling? You still with me?” I asked, dropping the flogger to the floor.

Finley looked at me over his shoulder, tears streaming down his face, his eyes red and his lips curled into a small smile. “I’m perfect.” His voice was hoarse, rough from crying and calling out, but damned if it wasn’t the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

I spread his cheeks, looked at his tight, pink hole, then leaned in and brushed my tongue over it. Finley nearly lurched off the bed.

“Fuck…holy fuck… I had no idea…”

I smiled against his crack, nibbling his cheeks, then giving him my tongue again. He continued to push back against me, tried to ride my mouth as I ate his hole.

“Yours, yours, yours,” he kept saying over and over, as if he was on repeat. Each time I heard the word, it went straight to my heart, to my head, to all the parts inside me, the dominant parts that had always been there, but also the depths I hadn’t known I had before him. My boy. My Finley. My precious warrior.

“How’s your cock feeling?” I rubbed my thumb against his rim.

“Weird…like I’m so turned on and want to get hard, but I can’t. I’m leaking a ton, though.”

“Just how I like it.” His balls were tight orbs. I cupped them, played with them as I grabbed the lube. I worked him open with one finger, then two, then three, taking my time with him.

“I want you. Please, Sir.”

“We have all night.” But truthfully, Christ, I wanted him too. I lifted him and turned him so he lay on his back. Finley opened his legs for me beautifully, then reached back and grabbed the headboard again.

“Like this?”

There was a pull between us, this electric charge I couldn’t control, and before I knew it, I was leaning over him, my tongue in his mouth, needing a taste. His lips were flavored with salt from his tears, and I sucked it off him, kissing and rutting against him. He was so eager to please me, so open and raw, never hiding anything from me. “You honor me so well. You’re mine.” I’d claimed him a hundred times before, but this was different. I felt him, in that place in my chest, the one reserved for him. There was no denying it. In many ways, he was a master to me as much as I was to him.

I pulled back, looked down at his cock, saw it strain against the plastic of his cage. I wanted to see him hard for me, so I fumbled to take it off, then finger-fucked his hole and watched it grow, long, thick, needy.

When I ran my tongue from root to tip, Finley jolted off the bed. “Oh my God.” I sucked the tip, and he began shaking. It was like he couldn’t keep still, as if his skin would crack open and he’d break apart.

I lubed my cock and replaced my fingers with it, shoving inside him in one swift, rough push. A tremor raced through him, radiating into me as his body squeezed me tightly.

“Please, Sir. I need to come.”

“When I say.”

I fucked into him ruthlessly. His body jerked, pushed higher on the bed each time I did. Still, he didn’t let go of the headboard. His eyes rolled back, and his body arched toward me. Muscles strained in his arms, his neck, his stomach. I pulled his legs up and over my shoulders, jackhammering into him furiously. It was like I was possessed, this need to ravage him, to have my scent, my cock, my body all over him so I would always be a part of him.

My orgasm was right there, teasing at the fringes. Finley shook his head, pleading, begging. I slammed into him and let loose, my cock spasming, my body trembling as I shot my load deep inside him. “Let go. You can come,” I said as I continued taking him, feeling my cock slide inside him with my cum.

Finley’s body bowed. He cried out as he shot long, thick ropes of cum along his torso. He was mumbling incoherently as I slowed down but still slid in and pulled out, watching my dick push my load inside him.

His hole was stretched when I pulled out. I grabbed the small plug and wet it with lube. “I’m going to plug you, keep my cum inside you.”

He nodded, smiled, and I could tell I pleased him. Finley’s ass took the plug as I tucked it between his cheeks, and then I kissed his chest, his lips. “Good?”

“I love you,” he whispered and started to cry. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Of course he did, and I’d known that, but I’d thought hearing it would strangle me. Instead, it gave me breath. He filled my lungs with air and my body with blood.


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